It isn’t impossible.
Ignorance imitating infallibility, isn't informative;
it's irritating.
It indefinitely inures inflexible idiots.
Imbeciles ink
inglorious inaccuracies,
inside important issues,
incorrectly implicating "infidels."
Ignore
irrational
ill-informed
instruments
implanting
intimidating
intentional
ignorance.
Instead,
indulge in
intelligent
intermediaries
interested in
instilling
information,
irrevocably.
Ignore impossible;
it isn't.
. . .because
I write. . .because I don't know what I'm thinking until I see my thoughts on paper.
. . .because the voices in my head are louder than the person closest to me.
. . .because it hurts to hold it in.
. . .because watching letters crawl across a screen tells me someone is listening.
. . .because my voice doesn't have a CAPS LOCK.
. . .because some things just can't be said out loud.
. . .because there is no UNDO in life, or BACKSPACE in arguments.
. . .because no one interrupts what I'm struggling to say.
. . .because the words hold my memories.
. . .
I write. . .because I don't know how not to.